#joaquin torres fluff

[fluffyprettykitty]

For your summer sleepover 🩵 neighbour!Joaquin + saying goodbye at the door

pairing: neighbor!joaquin torres x female reader

words: ~500

a/n: thank you bb for this ask! <;3 I decided to go with the fluffy/funny route with this

You linger a little watching your new neighbor carrying your big pot from your car to your door. His muscular arms peeking under his black t-shirt, a glimpse of a golden chain shining at the back of his neck and the way he just seemed to want to help, it all made you incredibly attracted to you.

"Is this spot alright?" He asks as he turns around with a big smile on his face. God you could get lost inside it, it felt like he could power through the whole world with the warm energy he emitted.

"Yes." You stammer a little, you have no idea where you want your pot anyway, it's not like you can remember.

"I can place it anywhere you like." You chuckle as you come close to him.

"I think my mom wants it next to the door, she'll move it when she comes back from work."

"I can come by later, we'll be at the house shaping it, it's no problem for me." God, his friendly nature made you want to jump right into his arms.

"Oh, we wouldn't want to impose ourselves too much, honestly if I dragged it a little, I'd make it."

Joaquin smiled and pointed at the big heavy pot. "Well, no reason for you to break your back when I'm around."

You tried very hard to control yourself and not say something completely unhinged. Joaquin shrugged at your silence and awkwardly gestured to leave.

"Wait." You shook your head." You gotta let me make it up to you, somehow."

"Hmm." Joaquin mused and pointed at the lemon tree right next to your porch. "If you got any homemade lemonade that's my favourite."

You widened your eyes and looked between him and the tree and almost panicked because you can't remember if you got any.

"You know what." You smiled, "What about I collect some and I make you some freshly squeezed this afternoon?"

Joaquin nodded his head and beamed. Thank God your brain worked only momentarily.

"Tonight then."

"Tonight." You nodded and looked at him. You both spent a few moments looking at each other not really wanting to leave even though you had already made plans for tonight. You both stayed there smiling at each other until a honk was heard pulling you back to reality.

"Oh, shit, I gotta get to work." Your friend frantically waved from the driver's window. Joaquin chuckled bid you goodbye and headed down the street.

"New piece huh." Your friend giggled as you got inside the car. "Oh, shut up." You turned the volume up and pulled your phone up googling how to make lemonade.

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[kyleraynermybeloved]

Don't You Dare

Pairing: Joaquin Torres x GN!Reader Summary: Whoever said nothing wrong could happen with baking was wrong! Warnings: just fluff Word Count: 530 A/N: I thought maybe a nice domestic drabble would suffice. I love Joaquin and I hope you enjoy this!!!!! Masterlist

Joaquin finally had a day off after being on so many missions. You wanted to surprise him by baking some of his favorite treats, chocolate chip cookies and cupcakes. He had come home in the early morning, looking exhausted and you turned him to the bedroom telling him to get some sleep which he reluctantly did after seeing how determined you were to see him rest. 

A little after midday Joaquin woke up to the smell of freshly baked cookies, leading him to the kitchen where you stood with the cute Valentine’s apron you donned most days, placing the fresh batch onto the counter to cool. The kitchen was getting warm from the oven being used, it felt amazing compared to the cold weather that was slowly seeping into the house. 

Once you caught your sleepy eyed lover inhaling over half of the still cooling batch you smacked his hands away with a grin, persuading him to help you with the cupcakes. Batter already done, he helped you pour it into an even amounts in the liners. The only thing left was to make the frosting and that was going well until you gave him full control of mixing.

“Don’t you dare. Don’t you even think about throwing that at me!” you shrieked, running away from where he had a spoonful of frosting readily aimed at you. He chased after you with his own laughter bouncing off the walls of the small kitchen, circling you around the island before firing at you, hitting your cheek as you retreated back, almost fully out of the way.

“There, I think that’s more fitting for your sweet personality, my love.”

You stood with a glint in your eyes as you came up with an excellent idea. 

“I hope you're prepared for the aftermath that’s to come. Would be a shame if-” inching closer to the island counter, keeping eye contact with him, a smirk on his face as he took you in. You grabbed some flour and immediately threw it at him, “This was to happen!”

He stood there for a moment, taking in what just happened, dusting flour off his face. “Oh, you’re in for it now. Get back here!” 

An all out war occurred, flour, powdered sugar, and frosting going everywhere as you giggled, followed by his laughter whenever your shots were blocked. All prior activities long forgotten in favor of the sweet, carefree and joyful moment.

Joaquin catches you, pulling you into his chest, swaying you both in his embrace. He hums, nose nudging your cheek, “Thank you for the treats, and the forced nap. I really needed this after the exhausting few weeks I’ve had.”

“Of course, I’m glad I was able to alleviate some of the tension for you. But remember, these are supposed to last you for the next two days so don’t eat them all in one sitting, you glutton.”

You turn back to the oven once the alarm goes off, not wanting them to burn. Glancing back at him you see him looking at you with a loving smile, feeling your cheeks heat up and you shy away moving back to the task at hand.

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[tom-whore-dleston]

Home is Wherever I'm With You

Pairing ▹ roommate!Joaquin Torres x f. reader

This fic contains ▹ fluff, some angst, implied smut, idiots in love, friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, smoking weed, hospitals, mention of gunshots, a lot of pancakes

Word Count ▹ 2k

Summary ▹ Oh, home, let me come home | Home is wherever I'm with you

Notes ▹ Finally got around to completing my submission for @the-slumberparty’s Across the Universe (week 4) challenge. This fic is inspired by this moodboard from an old sleepover. Feel free to listen to the playlist for extra vibes! This is unbeta'ed so I take full responsibility for all the errors. Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed! 😊

You didn’t understand the phrase “home is where the heart is'' until you moved in with Joaquin Torres.

This living arrangement happened by chance, a chance that you were grateful to have stumbled upon. After deciding it was time for you to leave the nest, you found a place for rent that also had a few other roommates. One of them being Joaquin.

You met Joaquin and the other roommates before moving in with them. Luckily, you all hit it off right away and settled in fairly quickly. But you found yourself really close to Joaquin. He was the one roommate that had a similar schedule to yours. You both would wake up late in the morning before heading to work, and then come home in the darkest hours of the night. 

The first time you discovered how late Joaquin returned home from work was the night your friendship began. After coming home from a long day, you decided to treat yourself to a batch of pancakes. The rest of your roommates were heavy sleepers so you rarely disturbed them. Since you were occupied with the pancakes, you didn’t hear Joaquin come through the door. He waltzed into the kitchen upon smelling the pancakes and crept up behind you. 

“I bet those would taste amazing with bananas,” Joaquin commented nonchalantly. You whipped your head around, swatting the spatula in his direction and accidentally coating his nose with batter.

“Oh shit! I’m so sorry!” You gasped, attempting to clean the mess from his face. “I thought you were an intruder. I didn’t mean to hurt you…or cover you in pancake batter.”

Joaquin snickered. “Don’t worry, you didn’t hurt me at all. But I admire your self defense skills. I think that will give me motivation to keep the bathroom clean.”

You joined in his laughter. “I think I made enough for you if you’d like some pancakes. You might have to slice your own bananas, though.” 

With that, you and your roommate shared the short stacks while getting to know one another better. This ritual of late night snacks after work persisted until the conversations grew louder to the point of accidentally waking one of your other roommates. Since that incident, you and Joaquin decided it would be best to meet one another at the 24 hour diner down the street. 

Over time, your roommates moved out one by one until you and Joaquin were left to hold down the fort. The two of you living together consisted of movie binges on the weekends, checking out the monthly farmer’s market, dancing while cleaning the perimeter of the house, and taking walks along your street during sunset. Slowly, but surely, you were falling deeply in love with Joaquin. 

You knew you had strong feelings for him when you both decided to buy a bookshelf for your ever growing book collection. While building the bookshelf, you jammed the hammer against your finger, causing you to shriek in pain and the rest of your body to go numb. All you remembered before blacking out was your roommate rushing to your side and carrying you out the house bridal style. A few hours later, you woke up in the hospital with a cast wrapped around your finger and a relieved Joaquin holding a bouquet of roses and baby's breaths. The smell of the flowers and his sweet, handsome face instantly brought you comfort.

“Shouldn’t you be at work right now?” You asked upon noticing the time on your bedside.

“I told Sam what happened and he ordered that I stay here with you.” You gave him a sad look, feeling bad that your clumsiness caused him to miss out at work. Joaquin smiled, patting your hand. “Don’t worry, Sam is understanding.” The softness of his hand against yours sent butterflies to your stomach. Your heart began to swell as if it would explode inside your chest from all the feelings you were experiencing in that moment. His touch, his smile, his affection for you. It was all clear to you then. You were in love with Joaquin Torres. 

After returning home from the hospital, Joaquin spent the entire week by your side, making sure you were taken care of. Sure, you were a grown up and could care for yourself, but you appreciated how your roommate reminded you that you don’t have to be alone in the healing process. He would sing softly while tending to your finger and let you smoke some of his weed to ease the pain. Once you started feeling better, you and Joaquin finished building the bookcase together and he offered to read one of his favorite stories to you.

One day while Joaquin read to you, Sam called him, notifying him of an emergency assignment and was expected to leave right away. The night before he left, you and Joaquin crashed on the couch after getting high and watching an alien documentary on Netflix. You fell asleep before he did, and, naturally, your body curled up next to his as you dozed off. He listened to your snores for a few minutes before planting a tender peck on top of your head. Before he knew it, Joaquin drifted off to sleep.

You woke up alone in the living room, searching for Joaquin. Instead, you were met with a note on the coffee table.

Sorry I couldn’t give a proper goodbye. You looked so peaceful sleeping, I would have been a horrible friend to wake you up. I’ll see you in a month!

-J

While your roommate was away on mission, you spent your days sulking and missing him. You tried to go on with your routine as if he was still there, but things felt empty and meaningless. The pancakes from the diner didn’t taste as fluffy when you ate alone. The music you listened to while cleaning the house didn’t lift your mood the way it did with Joaquin. His favorite stories didn’t sweep you away to another world the way it did when he read them. The flowers around your house died faster, even though you tended to them the same way you always had. You didn’t even bother taking walks or going to the farmer’s market by yourself. It was the longest month you had ever experienced in your life. 

Meanwhile, Joaquin could not wait to fly back home to you. The days were long and draining, and it seemed as if he and Sam were constantly running into dead ends. What kept him motivated during this difficult mission was a photo booth strip he kept of you and him at the summer fair. Even though looking at the pictures made him miss you dearly, he was hopeful of the day he would reunite with him.

“Is that the roommate?” Sam inquired from behind Joaquin’s shoulder. The Falcon’s cheeks warmed up and he began smiling like a smitten school boy. Joaquin didn’t need to say anything for Sam to know what was on his mind.

“So, are you ever going to tell her you love her?” Captain America added with a quirked eyebrow. 

“I’ve been wanting to. I just get nervous.” Joaquin peered down at his combat boots. “She’s my best friend, Sam. I don’t want to ruin that.”

“Ouch, and after all we’ve been through, I thought I was your best friend.” Sam’s joke led to Joaquin letting out a small chuckle. “No, but seriously, you will feel much more free once you just tell her.” The younger lad nodded, imagining all the best case scenarios of confessing his love for you. His daydreams of you were cut off by the gunshots that echoed in the distance.

The end of the month finally rolled around, yet there was no sign of Joaquin. Anxiety took over your body as you wondered why he hasn’t come home yet. Part of you wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt, but your sadness made your mind wander to anything and everything that could have gone wrong. You dragged yourself to work as you have been doing for the entirety of Joaquin’s absence. While you worked, you stared at the matching photo booth strip pinned to the wall of your office. A hot tear streamed down your cheek, longing to see Joaquin’s face and hear his voice again.

After work, you came home, ready to settle into your comfy bed. You sighed loudly as you hopped out of your car, slamming the driver’s door shut and locking it behind you. All of a sudden, your eyes landed on a motorcycle that you haven’t seen in over a month. Then, you saw light coming from inside the house. Could it be?

You ripped off your work pumps, bolting into the house barefoot in hopes that your mind wasn’t playing tricks on you. As you entered through the front door, the delicious scent of bananas and vanilla filled your nostrils. Your heart bursted at the seams upon the sight you found in the kitchen. Joaquin was humming along to your favorite song while drizzling a stack of banana pancakes with syrup. As if sensing your presence, he beamed a sparkling smile while turning to face you. 

“I came home an hour ago to an empty home. Figured you were still at work and you’d probably be hungry when you come back.” He paused, glancing at the plate on the counter. “I made sure to add bananas this time.”

Your lips trembled as you fought the urge to cry. You wanted to run and jump into his arms, feel his warmth bring you back to life, kiss the lips you have been aching to taste for an entire year. All you could do was drop your bag and heels by your side as you succumbed to the tears that fell from your face. Joaquin took that as his signal to step closer to you. He caressed your face, wiping the tears from your eyes. 

“I missed you,” you croaked, finally embracing him tightly. Your hearts beat in sync with one another, as if that was the way the universe wanted it.

“I missed you too.” He stroked the back of your head before making space to gaze into your glossy eyes. “It’s hard to be away from the girl I am madly in love with.” You couldn’t help but let out a tearful giggle at the words that left Joaquin’s mouth. It felt as if all of your wildest dreams were coming true. Yet it was only the beginning.

“Being The Falcon requires me to travel the world so often, and to see places I’ve always wanted to visit. But none of that matters to me because despite where I go, I find myself wanting to be wherever you are instead.”

“I love you, Joaquin.” You started to close the space between you and him. The tips of your noses brushed together, the heat from your breaths mingling like your feelings for one another.

“I love you, too, cariño.” With that, he finally pressed his lips against yours. You kissed one another with a passion that no one could snuff out. His lips were sweeter than the pancakes that were long neglected on the counter. Joaquin lifted you up and you immediately wrapped your legs around his waist as he led you to the couch where you both professed your love throughout the rest of the night.

When you both woke up the next morning, bare bodies intertwined under the thin blanket, you felt a sense of belonging. It was unfamiliar to the two of you, but it was a feeling you accepted with open arms. You and Joaquin were both hopeful of the future that you were ready to build together like the bookcase filled with stories you hoped would become your reality. After locking eyes for what seemed like eternity, Joaquin kissed you with fervor, and you picked up where you left off from last night.

He was home, and so were you.

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[happypopcornprincess]

Can I request a fic with Joaquin x Reader where it's date night and they are watching a movie and reader gets emotional and cries, but then Joaquin does too just looking at reader crying.

thank you so much for this request!

Writing again for my favorite character in MCU was so thrilling, and that too about this cute fluffy scenario omg! 🥺😭❤️ I hope you like it!

My Dearest

Pairings - Joaquín Torres x Reader

Premise - A movie night turned into something you won't forget.

Words - 500

Spoiler warning for the movie 'Call Me By Your Name'

You won’t say it was a talent, but you predicted what would happen next while watching a movie. It started as a fun pastime with your father when you were young. And right now, snuggling next to Joaquin on the sofa you were having a movie night, watching ‘Call Me By You Name’

During the climax, you wait as Elio spends Hanukkah with his parents alone, and the phone rings. You hold your breath, perking up slightly as he looks at it.

Your brain goes into overdrive, and you hold your breath as it concludes that it’s Oliver on the other side and that they are breaking up.

Joaquin’s hand slid over your waist, and he held you close as you sat up against his chest.

And your vision blurs as you watch him calling out to Oliver by his name.

“Elio, Elio, Elio, Elio, Elio, Elio.”

There is a pause, and on the other side, he sighs.

“Oliver.”

He says it once, and you sniffle, dreading what’s coming next. The minute he confesses that he’s engaged to a woman and is about to marry, you break down.

You weep throughout the scene until Elio sits down at the fireplace and his mother calls out to him, softly.

But as the credits roll while Timothée Chalamet stares into the camera with tears, you hear a sniffle from behind you.

You freeze and slowly look behind you and straight at Joaquin, whose big brown eyes are overflowing with tears and he grimaced at the laptop placed in front of you.

“babe?” you sniffle, calling him.

“Yeah?” he sniffles, exhaling loudly.

Your voice breaks as you ask him, “Are you crying?”

He locks his eyes on your face and he stares at you innately with a tear rolling down his face.

“No.” He deadpans.

Watching him cry breaks your heart. "It's just a movie. Joaco, why are you crying..." You hiccup, wiping your tears away.

“Because you are crying!” He sobs. “Please don’t cry.” His face contracts, and he wipes his tears silently.

Your big hug engulfs him as soon as you hear that. His racing heartbeat calms down as you hold him tightly, feeling a warm sensation growing inside your chest.

When you wake up, you realize that the two of you fell asleep on the sofa, and it's early morning at the moment. Half-sleeping, you detangle yourself from Joaquin’s arms and look at him as he sleeps soundly. He looked at peace, a faint smile lingering on his lips. You gently kiss his forehead and tuck a stray strand of his long curls behind his ears.

You tuck yourself under the blanket beside him and drift off to sleep, the sound of his steady breathing lulling you to sleep.

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A/N - Thank you, everyone, for sticking with me till the end of this fic! if you liked it please let me know through the asks and the comments. Any and all requests, headcanons, and drabble requests are welcome. Love y'all, Take Care!

Requests are open! Feel free to request anything.

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[blackbat05]

Mixup

Joaquin Torres x Reader

Plot: You meet a charming stranger due to a mixup in orders.

Genre: Fluff! Prompt: realizing they ordered the exact same drink when they both try to grab it at the same time.

A/N: For @tom-whore-dleston creator challenge (that I’ve already submitted two others😅) Thank you for giving me the opportunity and ideas to write love!💜

The buzzer takes your focus away from your book, waking Bubbles, your golden retriever in the process. She sits upright, as if ready to sniff out danger.

“It’s alright girl, it’s just my drink.” You tell her and she calms down by lying back down under the table that you occupied at the corner of the cafe.

Once you made sure that she was alright, you walked to the counter to collect your drink. Only to see a man in a leather jacket reaching for your mocha blend that was waiting to be collected. Speeding up, you walked towards him.

“Excuse me! I think you got the wrong drink?” You tapped him on the back. The man turns around, sweeping the curls out of his face. A look of confusion flashes across his eyes.

“That can’t be right,” he frowns. “My buzzer just went off.” He points in the direction of the counter where the barista was busy making the orders.

“Well, that’s crazy because mine just went off too.” You showed him the buzzer that was still beeping. Before both of you could say a word, a barista comes running, holding the exact drink that you ordered.

“I’m so sorry, the buzzers must have mixed up the orders. This should be yours sir.” She passes it to the man who now looks slightly flustered. He wordlessly passes the cup in his hands to you as the barista walks away.

“Gosh I’m so sorry.” He scratches the back of his head. “I really thought that was mine. I swear I’m not some weirdo!” His sudden confession made you crack a smile before bursting into laughter.

“Easy there, I don’t think you are. Trust me, I’ve seen weirdos before.” You see that he’s standing awkwardly out of place amongst the dozen of office people and students getting their coffee fix and you decide to make the first move.

“Um… Are you looking for a seat? You can sit with me. It’s hard to find a seat especially at this time.”

A wave of relief washes over him and he gratefully accepts your offer. As the two of you return to the table where Bubbles is waiting, you see the man’s face lit with pure childlike joy.

“I take it your a dog person?”

He smiles sheepishly. “Yeah, that would be an understatement. I really love dogs.” He sits across you with his drink, carefully approaching Bubbles. It’s as if a silent conversation is going on between them, and Bubbles finally approaches him for rubs.

“You’re really good. Bubbles usually takes some time to warm up to people.”

He continues to rub Bubbles serenely. “So, I didn’t catch your name earlier.” He seems more relaxed when you first met him. “My name’s Joaquin.”

“Y/N. And this pretty girl here is Bubbles.”

He grins, giving a soft hello to Bubbles. “And what brings you here?”

“Oh, just taking some time off. A little self care.” You waved your hands dismissively, suddenly intrigued to know more about the attractive Joaquin in front of you. “What about you?”

“Business mostly. Today’s my day off. Thought I would leave the compounds for a while to get some fresh air. Didn’t expect to meet a pretty lady. Well- kinda met.” He laughs heartily, causing your stomach to do a couple of flips.

You maintain your composure, taking a sip of your mocha. “What do you?”

“Military. I’ll love to tell you more but unfortunately the rest is classified.” He turns his attention back on Bubbles, as if scared to hear your response. Somehow, your gut feeling told you that he wasn’t too enthusiastic going down this line of conversation. So you went with the flow.

“Of course. Hey, if you’re not too busy. How about spending some time with Bubbles? She really seems to like you and we were thinking about heading to the beach to get some air.”

At the mention of her name and the beach, Bubbles’ ears perks up, barking happily at the sheer thought of running around on the sand. She leans her body into Joaquin’s legs, as if begging him to come along.

“Of course I’ll come Bubbles! How can I not when you’re giving me those sad little eyes.” He teases and she barks joyfully once more. “Perhaps I can even talk a little more with your mama here, see if she’s alright getting dinner with me?”

You pause, blinking at his subtle invitation. Just like how Bubbles had unleashed her charms onto Joaquin, he does the same to you, with round and expectant eyes. Two can play at that game.

You pretend to tap the bottom of your chin, mulling over the offer. You would have gone on for a little longer if not for Joaquin’s genuinely nervous expression.

Honestly, with good food and good company? There wasn’t much for you to deliberate on. Your answer was easy.

“Sure Joaquin, I would love to.”

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[writingdumpster]

not enough

pairing: Joaquin Torres x reader

warnings: none, just fluff

word count: 1,350

summary: When Joaquin gets an offer to be an Avenger you feel insecure.

Joaquin was late coming to your place. He was there at 5:48 every single day. At least the ones where he was in town. Today he wasn’t at your door until 5:51 but when he got there he had a bouquet of pink tulips.

“Hey, babygirl,” Joaquin greeted as you opened the door.

“You got me flowers?” You asked with a flustered grin.

“We’re celebrating,” Joaquin said and held out the flowers to you as he walked through your door. He stole a quick kiss as you took the bouquet into your hands. The two of you went to sit on the couch. You left the flowers on the coffee table. Joaquin grabbed your body and pulled you so that your legs were over his lap and he could have his arms around you. You leaned towards him, catching his lips in a warm and tender kiss. His lips were like velvet against yours.

“What are we celebrating?” You asked when you pulled away, your forehead still pressed to his. Joaquin smiled.

“I had a meeting with Sam today,” he said. You leaned away so you could get a better view of your boyfriend.

“What did he want?”

“He wants me to join the Avengers,” Joaquin said. Your eyes widened and your jaw went slack. You were quiet for a moment too long.

“That’s amazing!” You exclaimed as happily as you could. Joaquin’s smile fell. You were happy for Joaquin. You were. But if he was an Avenger the end of your relationship would be around the corner. Joaquin would either grow too busy for you or the idea that constantly haunted you: he would find someone better.

“What’s wrong?” He asked immediately. Joaquin never wanted to beat around the bush.

“Why would something be wrong? You’re going to be an Avenger, J. I’m so proud of you.” The last part was true.

“Baby. Whatever it is, let’s just talk about it now.” Joaquin had always been a strong advocate for open and clear communication. You gave him a gentle smile.

“No. We should just celebrate tonight,” you said. “This is about you.” Joaquin furrowed his eyebrows.

“You know that I can’t relax when I know you’re upset,” he reminded you. You sighed.

“I’m happy for you, J. It’s just…” You hesitated. Joaquin took your hand in his, winding his fingers between your own. He gave your hand a small squeeze.

���Just tell me, mi amor,” he said.

“I don’t want to lose you,” you confessed. Joaquin’s eyes softened.

“They’re gonna train me more, babygirl. There’s a strong team and I’ll be safe.”

“It’s not that. I mean it’s not not that, but that’s not what I mean,” you told him. You stood from his lap. Joaquin stood and wrapped his arms around your waist.

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“If you’re an Avenger, you’re not going to need me anymore,” you said sadly.

“What are you talking about? Why wouldn’t I need you?” Joaquin was puzzled. You looked up at Joaquin for a moment before turning your eyes to the ground.

“I won’t be enough for you anymore.” There was a long pause while he took in your words.

“Not enough for me?” Joaquin asked in disbelief. He looked almost hurt by your words, like he couldn’t believe that you would ever think that of him. He tipped your chin so that he could look into your eyes. “Baby, you are everything to me.” A tear slipped down your cheek.

“But that’ll all change, J. You’re gonna be traveling the universe and fighting aliens and I’ll still just be a normal girl with no superpowers,” you said.

“I don’t need someone with superpowers. I need you. Only you,” he said firmly. You shook your head dismissively, pulling yourself from his arms and stepping back.

“You’ll find someone better,” you said dejectedly. Joaquin looked at you. You wouldn’t meet his eyes. He was shocked. He had thought you might be worried about him taking the job, but not because of this. He felt awful that you would ever think that he would want anyone besides you. He pursed his lips as he made a decision.

“I’m not taking the job,” Joaquin said firmly. Your head shot up to meet his eyes.

“What are you talking about? Of course you are! You have to!” You exclaimed.

“Not if it’s going to make you feel this way,” he said.

“Joaquin, you have to take the job. You can’t hold yourself back like that for me,” you said.

“Baby, don’t you get it? All I want is you. I’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy,” he said. “I’m not taking the job,” he finished. Your heart felt like someone was squeezing it.

“Joaquin—” You started to argue.

“If you don’t feel comfortable with me taking the job then I’m not taking it,” he started. “I love you. I want you. For the rest of my life.” You were quiet for a moment.

“For the rest of your life?” You whispered in disbelief. Joaquin’s eyes widened as he realized what he’d let slip. He gathered his confidence and smiled softly after a moment.

“And any lives I have after this one,” he added. He stepped towards you again. You raised your arms to rest atop his shoulders as his hands slipped under the hem of your shirt so they could lay on your skin.

“You’re serious?” You asked. Joaquin nodded.

“I’ve known for a while now,” he said. “I thought you could tell how I felt about you. I should’ve just told you.”

“I love you,” you said. Joaquin leaned down and kissed you passionately. You parted your lips and his tongue slid into your mouth. The kiss took your breath away. When he pulled away you felt lightheaded for a moment as the wave of his affections washed over you. You smiled as you opened your eyes.

“You’re gonna make a great Avenger,” you said. Joaquin gave you a small smile.

“You’re sure that you’re okay with it? You say the word and I’ll call Sam to tell him I don’t want it,” he said.

“I’m sure. The world needs you. Almost as much as I do,” you said. Joaquin kissed your forehead.

“I love you.”

“Thanks for the flowers, baby,” you said as you rested your head in the crook of his neck.

“I bought the flowers as a bribe actually.”

“A bribe?” You questioned.

“Well, the new Avengers headquarters is going to be in upstate New York–” he started.

“I want to move with you,” you said. You paused suddenly. “I mean…Is it okay if I move with you?” Joaquin chuckled.

“That’s what I was going to ask you, babygirl.” You hummed happily. A comfortable silence fell over the two of you as you stood with your arms around each other. You were swaying back and forth to the sounds of music that existed only in your heads.

“So, are you getting a fun superhero name?” You asked. Joaquin smiled.

“They’re gonna call me Falcon, since Sam isn’t using it anymore.”

“Do you at least get your own colors?” You asked.

“If I do, you can pick for me,” he said.

“Go with green. It brings out your eyes,” you said. Joaquin leaned away to tip your chin up and kiss you softly.

“I’m sorry you didn’t know how I felt about you,” he said. “I’m never going to let you feel that way again.” You smiled.

“Don’t be sorry, J. I get it now.” Joaquin smiled.

“Good. No matter what, you’re always going to be the thing I care about most in this world.”

“Stop being so sweet, I’m going to start crying again,” you said.

“Please don’t. Breaks my heart to see you cry, babygirl,” Joaquin said. You let out an audible happy sigh.

“You’re perfect, J,” you said. “The world needs you.”

“Then it needs you more, mi amor.” Joaquin kissed you softly once more. He kept his forehead pressed against yours, your noses bumping against one another’s. “I’m nothing without you.”

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Raza, la neta no sé de dónde me esté saliendo tanta inspiración, pero... Pero... Creo y si las cosas van bien y siguen así, empezaré a subir "incorrect quotes"(¿?) De FATWS / como sería estar en una relación con Sam, Bucky y Joaquin...

So, esperen lo, al igual si tienen ideas o sugerencias, háganmelo saber...

Ya por último, recuerden que si les gusta este tipo de contenido, no sé olviden de compartirlo o comentar!!

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Raza, realmente não sei de onde estou me inspirando tanto, mas... Mas... Penso e se as coisas correrem bem e continuarem assim, vou começar a carregar "avisos incorretos"(¿??) sobre FATWS / como seria estar em uma relação com Sam, Bucky e Joaquin...

Então, espere, e também se você tiver alguma idéia ou sugestão, me avise...

Por último, mas não menos importante, lembre-se que se você gosta deste tipo de conteúdo, não se esqueça de compartilhá-lo ou comentá-lo!!!

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Raza, I really don't know where I'm getting so much inspiration from, but.... But... I think and if things go well and keep going like this, I'll start uploading "incorrect quotes"(¿?) about FATWS / what it would be like to be in a relationship with Sam, Bucky and Joaquin...

So, wait for it, and also if you have any ideas or suggestions, let me know...

...And last but not least, remember that if you like this kind of content, don't forget to share it or comment!!!

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My Wingman 💋| Joaquin Torres Marvel Headcanon

Link to my marvel Masterlist

Joaquin Torres crushing on an avenger would look like:

Just shortly before the Ultron drama, you were a young recruit to the avengers after the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D. Unbeknownst to the team—especially Natasha—you were a former Black Widow who escaped the red room during a mission and defected to the U.S. before Dreykov could track you. Because the Red Room was constantly moving, you were clueless to where it could have gone and for your protection Fury had your identity changed and record concealed from the rest of the organization. This of course had people wary and suspicious of you—considering you were exceptional in the field—but you kept a low profile and did whatever Fury asked of you. He promised to inform you if the Red Room every came on their radar and vowed to help you take it down when the time came.

Unfortunately that promise would not happen with the implementation of the Sokovia Accords. Fury was off the grid, and your teammates were at odds with one another. Though you verbally remained neutral and did not physically get involved when the fight in Germany occurred, behind the scenes you were supportive of Steve and became close with him and Sam. You finally went rogue at 17 when Natasha confronted you after she discovered your identity and the fact the Red Room was still active. “Fury knew didn’t he? This whole time—you both knew Dreykov was still out there!” “It’s more complicated than you think, Natasha. I was barely fourteen when I escaped and had no where else to go! Fury did what he had to protect me. We both have tried tracking the Red Room but have gotten no leads.” “Well I have one. So let’s go end this once and for all.”

Together you two took down Dreykov with the help of her adoptive family before ultimately meeting up with Steve to break the others out of the Raft. For two years you went on the run. Then in 2018 you all were called to battle against the Mad Titan, Thanos, where you lost half of the population when he succeeded in his mission. For five years you and Natasha remained at the compound, doing whatever you could to maintain the Avengers. And when the opportunity came to fix it all, you were left heartbroken at the loss of her and Tony.

Sam took you under his wing (pun intended) when you and the other former fugitives received pardons. Steve was gone, the Avengers were not so much an active organization anymore, and the Accords had been abolished. You pretty much became a government agent again—with your true identity now that Dreykov was long gone. Every agency wanted you; FBI, CIA, Homeland Security, OSI, the Secret Service, even the goddamn Marshals were calling you to be one of their operatives. “Have you decided whose badge you’ll wear yet?” “I’ve pretty much narrowed it down to either the CIA or OSI. Ross is with the CIA so that’s a plus, but with OSI I could work with you when you’re off with the Air Force. Honestly, Sam, I feel like just becoming a free lance so I can get a taste of everything.”

In the end, you did become a free lance agent under the code name ‘Red Widow,’ as not to be confused with Natasha since she was always known as THE Black Widow. You wore a similar suit she did, except yours was red and the hourglass on the belt was black. You enjoyed being a free lance agent where you got to be flexible with what you did. But boy was it fucking hell at times. One week you’re escorting the President, the next you’re investigating a potential threat to the country, and (like most times) you’re partnering with Sam when he finds himself in a pickle. It’s on one of those many adventures with Sam that you meet First Lieutenant Joaquin Torres.

After the threatening phone call from Karlie, Sam had called you and you immediately sent a team of agents to protect his sister & nephews before getting on a plane to Riga. It was not even a second after you landed that you received dozens of phone calls, emails, texts, and news notifications about what took place in the middle of a crowded area between John Walker and a member of the Flag Smashers. You pretty much hauled ass to the location when you finally got a hold of Sam—and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel satisfaction at being the one to cuff Walker and escort him to the SUV.

Finally you find your friends, running into Bucky on his way out where you two exchanged words on what he was about to do. “Need me to get in touch with Okoye for you?” “I’m already on it—don’t worry about me.” After saying goodbye you entered the doorway to see Sam and a young Air Force Officer chatting. “Hope I’m not interrupting.” “You’re right on time, Red.” Your voice had the officer, who had his back to you, spinning around to which he froze when y’all made eye contact. First thing you thought was, ‘Damn he’s a cutie.’

Joaquin was practically smitten upon first glance. There was a light blush to his cheeks when he unconsciously checked you as you strutted up to the pair in your eye catching Red Widow suit. When Sam introduced him, the man couldn’t even find his voice, “Uh-Uh hi. I-I’m Torres—Joa-Joaquin Torres.” Sam looked amused, as did you, “Nice to meet you, Joaquin. I’ve got many names, but you can call me Y/n or Red.” Your wink at the end pretty much sealed the deal, Joaquin thinking, ‘Oh yeah, I’m screwed.”

Anytime Sam called you after that Joaquin would silently looking forward to seeing you. He thought you were absolutely beautiful, funny, intelligent, and a complete badass. The first time he saw you in action the man was rendered speechless. Of course he knew who you were (after restoring the population, you and the remaining avengers were international heroes) so Joaquin was pretty much a fanboy (if you know you know 😉). Seeing you take down ten men twice your size in the flesh was something he literally bragged to his squadron about for days.

You were well aware of the little crush Joaquin had on you. And to be honest, you shared the feeling. The first time you saw him you thought he was adorable with his cute smile and blushing cheeks (not to mention he looked damn good in uniform). Anytime Sam called you up and Joaquin was there, you couldn’t pass on the opportunity to flirt with him. “Nice to see your pretty face again, Torres.” “I heard that Sam gave you his old wings…have you decided what to do with them? I could use a wingman now that Sam is off being Captain America and hardly needs me anymore.”

Something about you implying you’d want him as a wingman motivated Joaquin to finish fixing up the wings he had already started working on. It excited him to work with you from behind the scenes, but he was itching to get in the air/on the ground and be an asset alongside you. Sam could tell what his goal was, so the older man slowly took Joaquin under his wing like he did you to help prepare him for the superhero life.

When it finally came time for Joaquin to join in on the action, he became your eyes in the sky while you scouted the ground. The Air Force was pretty much your main employer (similar to Sam) but you still did work for other agencies. And since you and Joaquin worked so well together, it was no surprise you’d call him up for help. He was your wingman after all. Not too long after, you two were a team sought after by the many agencies you did free lance work for. “Damn that’s the third mission this month! Don’t you ever get tired of this sometimes?” “Everyday, but I gotta keep the bills paid, pretty boy.”

Your friendship was very flirtatious. People often thought you two were a thing and were surprised to find out they were wrong. You teased and bickered, gave little glances when the other wasn’t looking and complimented each other. His name in your phone was literally ‘pretty boy💋’ and yours was either ‘muñeca🧸’ (doll) or ‘hermosa🥰’ (beautiful). Each time y’all would call the other the pet names, you’d both blush. The crushes on each other definitely increased with each flirtatious remark.

“Damn girl, you know how to make an entrance.” “Wait don’t go yet, let me commit your face to memory in case I die out there.”

“Imma need you to focus, Torres. I know I’m exceptional to look at, but I don’t want that pretty face of yours getting hurt because you’re distracted.” “If you die out there, who’s gonna dance with me at next months officers ball?”

It would be a good time before Joaquin finally worked up the courage to ask you out. As much as he liked you, there was the fear it would ruin the friendship y’all had created. Joaquin admired you from afar and would brush aside his feelings when it came time to business, but at the end of the day there was no denying he wished for something more. At one point Sam even brought it up, wondering why he hadn’t made a move. “It’s complicated, Sam. She’s my wingman and I’d hate to lose her.” “Torres, I see the way she looks at you. Have you ever noticed she never flirts with anyone else when we go out. At banquets people hit on her, but her eyes are only on you. Trust me, she wants the same thing as you.”

Although Sam’s words made him confident, Joaquin was still anxious it wouldn’t work. So he continued to harbor his crush on you from behind the scenes. Finally you had enough and decided to take matters into your own hands after a mission. It had been nearly a year since y’all met and quite frankly your feelings for Joaquin were starting to become overwhelming. “Are we gonna dance around this forever, Torres? Or, am I gonna have to drag you to the bar to have a drink with me and kick this off once and for all?”

At his incredulous expression, you walked up with your hands coming to his collar to pulled him toward you. That finally had him snap out of his daze, face red by how flustered he was. But within his expression was joy and awe, “I-uh. Are you sure, y/n? I care about you so much a-and I know I’ve made my crush on you painfully obvious b-but I-I don’t wanna ruin what we have—.” “Joaquin, you’ll always be my wingman because I trust you more than anyone else on this planet. The fact you are blind to see I feel the same about is both shocking and adorable. I want you to be my wingman both on and off the field in a more personal manner. So what do you say?”

Let’s just say, the kiss you received was him a great answer.

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Got Me Feeling Some Type of Way, Sir 🥵🔥

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Heat on High - Cookies

Summary: Deciding to thank Bucky for putting out the fire leads to him asking you out

Pairing: Firefighter!Bucky x Single Mom!reader

Word Count: 853

Masterlist /Series Masterlist/ Previous Part

Two days passed before you had the chance to see bucky. He’d been busy with work so you decided to properly thank him for putting out the fire by delivering homemade cookies. The garage doors to the fire station were open but you hesitated to enter, unsure if you were allowed.

“Can I help you?” You turned toward the unfamiliar voice, the man was tall and stared at you with a smile. Your eyes glanced at his shirt, noticing the firehouse logo on it, “I’m looking for Bucky Barnes”

A look of realization spread across his face as his smile widened, “Are you Y/N?”

You nodded which only made him happier, “My name is Sam. It’s great finally meet you, Barnes will not shut up about you”

You chuckled,  “Well I hope he’s only told you good things”

He shrugged, “He should be inside, Follow me”

You trailed behind him not wanting to get lost. Sam kept small talk with you, telling you about the different rooms that you passed and asking you about your day. “There he is” He pointed to where Bucky sat playing cards with the others, “Barnes you’ve got a visitor” 

Bucky looked confused but when he saw you his eyes softened, “Y/N is everything okay?” He stood up for his seat, throwing his cards on the table before walking towards you, “what are you doing here?”

“Um” You handed him the container in your hands, “I thought I should properly thank you for putting out that fire so I made you cookies” You watched as the men behind him looked at you then at each other, all trying to hide the smirk on their face, “I would’ve waited until you got home it’s just you’ve been so busy and I’ve been running around with lily and-”

“Thank you” Bucky smiled, setting the cookies on the table. It took all but three seconds for the other firefighters to starting grabbing them and eating, “while you’re here I actually have something for you”

He grabbed your hand, gently leading you further into the building, “We usually give these to the kids but I think you’ll find them useful too” He stopped just outside the office door with the name plate, Lieutenant Barnes. You tried to hide a smile, “this better not be what I think it is”

Bucky laughed as he opened the door. The office was small, a simple desk in the corner and a bed on the opposite side with two duffle bags with clothes folded neatly on it. There were few pictures on the walls but for the most part it was neat and plain. He quickly grabs paper off his desk and hands it to you, “It’s a fire safety pamphlet”

“I’m never making you cookies again” You smiled, nudging his shoulder, “in fact I should take back those cookies”

“Good luck with that, Im sure Sam and Torres have eaten them all”

You grinned and glanced at the clock, “Shit I have to go pick up lily”

Bucky’s smile dropped, sad to see you leaving even though he knows he’ll see you at home, “Let me walk you out” The walk back to the exit was quick, you smiled and waved goodbye to Sam before turning to Bucky, “Well I guess I’ll see you at home”

“My shift doesn’t end till 3am but I’m sure I’ll see you when you leave in the morning” He wanted to kick himself. Why couldn’t he just ask you out like a normal person?

“Okay then” You smiled and started to walk away. Bucky sighed silently screaming at himself to chase after you.

“Are you serious? You’ve been talking our ears off about this girl for weeks and you didn’t even ask her out.” Sam slapped Bucky’s back, “She obviously likes you and if you don’t do it I will” 

Bucky rolled his eyes, “Shut up Sam, I’m working on it”

“Ya know you could invite her to the opening of the new firefighter museum” Torres spoke, chewing down on another cookie, “We have to go anyway might as well make it a date”

Sam smiled, grabbing Bucky’s phone, “that’s a perfect idea”

“Sam stop it” Bucky moved to take the phone back but it was too late he had already called your number. “Hello? Bucky?” You voice came through the speaker, he could hear Lily giggling in the background

“Hey Doll” Bucky said, trying not to sound awkward, “I’m I was just thinking maybe if you weren’t busy next weekend you’d want to maybe”

“Just do it” Sam whispered giving him a thumbs up

“Be my date to a museum opening” Bucky wanted to slap himself in the face, this was going terrible

You smiled, “Yeah I’d love to, just send me information”

Bucky let out a breath of relief, “Great, it’s a date then, see ya soon”

He hung up quickly, looking over at Sam and Torres who stared at him with stupid smiles. Bucky rolled his eyes as he grabbed the container of cookies “wipe the smirks off your faces and get back to work”

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I love you sm Queen Selene 😘🫶🏽

For the sleepover: lingerie & accidental stimulation + photoshoot w/ mi amor Joaquin Torres 🩷

pairing: photographer! joaquin torres x female model reader

words: 500

a/n: thank you so much for your ask baby, love you very much! &lt;3

"One more!"

The photographer shouts and you pose a final time before changing for the rest of the shoot. He is a young man, definitely around 30 and his black curls hang so beautifully loosely on his face pointing to a beautiful profile of a man. You hadn't met him before but he was incredibly talented and polite.

The assistant ushers you to the back, showing you the various lingerie you were now to be photographed in. You run your fingers through the beautiful different fabrics and allow the assistant to dress you. One moment later you are back at the station, the photographer giving you a smile.

"You look beautiful."

You politely thank him and begin to pose. 10 pictures later and it's time for you to change again, quick back and forth and back again. This happened a couple of times as per usual, the setting behind you changing. As you were now headed to the more sexy lingerie, a velvet couch was brought on the set.

It was too much the color of the main lingerie, a rich emerald green color that looked fantastic on you. You begin to sit on the couch, posing as seductively as possible per the magazine's instructions, the photographer following you closely.

You threw your head back exposing your neck running your hands down your body as he was on his knees on the couch taking closeups of your upper body. Your right leg slightly started brushing against his crotch, only for you to realize one thing.

Naughty as you are you decide to let out a very small almost inaudible to the rest of the crew moan and move your body forward, him following right after your movements. You sat on the couch and opened your legs wide before crossing them again, looking right at him and the camera.

Your eyes followed his body wanting to see the effect you had on him and to your pleasure, his jeans held a package there obscured a little by his loose white t-shirt. The assistant proclaimed that they must have a good content but the photographer snapped a few more pictures.

When he moved the camera away from his face and started walking, and then he realized just how hard he really was, he turned around, setting the camera down to head to the bathroom, but you lightly tapped him on the shoulder.

"Need some help with that?"

You winked at him, your voice hot in his ear.

"Gonna need more than a little help."

You smirk, you're gonna help him very much.

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[kyleraynermybeloved]

SFW Alphabet -Joaquin Torres

Summary: Here's some fluffy abc's of our lovely Joaquin Word Count:2.5k A/N: I thought this would be nice to have for our lovely boy, hope you enjoyed! Masterlist

A= Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

He would be very affectionate, as his love languages would definitely be physical touch, quality time. Your presence calms him and he adores being around you. In private, when it’s just the two of you, he’d be attached at the hip, there’s always at least one part of him in contact with you. The man will literally drape himself on you and ask you to run your hands through his hair, it’s one of his favorite pastimes. In public, he’d be more reserved but WILL always hold hands with you. He does it subconsciously too, once the both of you are out the door his hand immediately shifts into yours, it doesn’t matter if his hands are full, he will find a way to make it work.

B= Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Joaquin would have probably bumped into you by accident in a coffee shop, nearly spilling both drinks in the process. From that moment on he would’ve been stuck with you, incredibly easy to befriend. He’s fiercely loyal, and trusts with his whole heart, but if you happen to break that trust or hurt him in any way, shape, or form it takes a LONG time to repair that bond. Otherwise, he’s the personification of sunshine. He would be a jokester, every morning you would wake up to a message that always had a joke or pun squeezed in.

C= Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He’s incredibly cuddly, has to be wrapped up with you every chance he can get. As previously said he’s incredibly physically affectionate, so good luck trying to get anything done when he has time off. Bedtime snuggles are his favorite way to fall asleep, and will nuzzle his face into you exactly like a cat. He loves hearing the steady rhythm of your beating heart against his ear when he wakes up in the mornings, it soothes his soul. He also adores it when you card your fingers through his silky soft curls as he laid with his head in your lap.

D= Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He does actively want to settle down but he’s been hesitant due to all the traveling he does, he doesn’t want to stress you out with the never ending moving he had to do. But if you asked him to stay with you, he’d do it in a heartbeat, side by side taking everything that life entails for you both. You both take turns alternating, one does the cooking and the other does the cleaning. Although, on days when you're both too tired, takeout will do the job just fine. There’s never a mess in the home, with his training and need to keep a tidy area. If there happens to be a mess by the time he beds down, it’ll get picked up once he wakes up.

E= Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If he’s in a serious relationship, and everything was fine, he would probably break up due to fearing for their safety. His life comes with danger that lurks around the corners, and if he feels like there’s no other to protect you he’d break it off the best way he could think of. He’d talk it through, voicing his concerns through tears, being as comforting as he could be while breaking both of your hearts. As long as you are safe, he’d stay away for as long as he had to.

F= Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How would they want to get married?)

He definitely wants you in his life forever, marriage is not off the table. If anything, being married would help give you access to things that normally you wouldn’t have, such as getting to the base’s hospital if he was ever injured. He has a lot of friends but he would most likely like to keep the wedding smaller, more intimate, with just those immediate loved ones, nothing too extravagant. But if you wanted to do a simple courthouse wedding, he’d gladly accept, as long as you’re both married in the end.

G= Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

This man is the equivalent to a teddy bear, he’d be so gentle with your emotions and feelings, never wanting to harm you in any way. Be prepared to be pampered, he’d give you so much love and adoration. Of course he wouldn’t treat you like you were fragile, he knows you are strong and can hold your own but he’ll do everything he can to make things easier for you. He believes in talking things out, not one for keeping things from one another and bottling down emotions. He likes to be entirely vulnerable with you, it deepens his love knowing he can be free of worry and judgment that would otherwise create a rift.

H= Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

As stated before, this man is always on you. He adores hugs, and practically craves them. He’d have you in his arms as much as he could, with your consent of course (although he never needs to ask anymore bc you crave his hugs as much as he does). His hugs are amazing, warm, and safe. On good days, out of pure joy, he’d lift you up and spin you around a bit before littering your face with kisses.

I= I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It takes him a bit to say it, wanting to wait until he feels confident in your relationship being serious, he wants it to feel real and not rushed or fake. Once he says it for the first time he’ll say it every day. As many times as he can. It's the first thing he says to you when you wake, and it’s the last thing you hear when you fall asleep. He wants you to feel loved unconditionally at every moment.

J= Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He trusts you with his whole being, he doesn’t get jealous easily or often for that matter. It takes a lot to get him to that point, but if there’s someone who is unrelenting with their advances or even making you uncomfortable he will step in. If he needs to step in to diffuse the situation he becomes a force to be reckoned with. Becomes a stone wall as a barrier, face darkening, skin practically buzzing waves of anger flowing off until the person is scared off. With you he’d get pouty.

K= Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Joaquin’s kisses make you weak in the knees, an overwhelming sweetness, soul consuming. He’s very passionate with his kisses, regardless of how quick or small they may be. He LOVES to give you forehead kisses. They just feel so vulnerable and loving to him. In the mornings if you wake first he loves to give soft kisses to your shoulders while holding you close to him. Of course, kisses on the lips are his go to. He enjoys feeling you smiling against his own, happiness radiating off the both of you. As for him, he likes to receive forehead kisses and gentle kisses to his hands. His palms and knuckles are his weak points, it makes him feel safe and immensely cherished and safe.

L= Little Ones (How are they around children?

He’d be a little nervous around them in the beginning but once he warms up to them he’s so smitten with them. He’s soft and calming that they flock to him. He obviously respects their boundaries, not pushing them too far in games and makes sure everyone is included. He’ll do funny voices when reading stories or playing characters. He quite literally becomes a jungle gym, kids climbing and hanging off of him.

M= Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He’s a little groggy in the morning but he does wake up early. Like super early. He’ll spend an hour in bed before he gets up and ready. If he wakes before you he’ll make a full breakfast for the both of you. But if you wake up first then you’ll make breakfast, it’ll usually be something quick and easy before one of you two has to rush off. You have a routine of chatting in the morning while getting ready, most of the time telling the other about the dream you had that night or any events coming up in the day.

N= Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Due to the odd hours he has he’s more of a night owl. He likes to stay up with you, hugging or cuddling, talking softly about the day you’ve had and anything that pops up in your heads. On days where you're both wide awake you’ll both put on face masks while watching a movie, typically using it as time to unwind. Whereas on days where one or both of you are too tired to do anything you’ll get ready for bed and just lay in each other's arms until sleep takes you both. This man definitely keeps snacks by his side of the bed. You’ll have your head resting on his chest, almost fully asleep, when you feel him move and pull up the most random food, offering you a bite when you look at him.

O= Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He wouldn’t take too long to open up but he would keep some things to himself for a while. After you’ve been together for a while he’ll tell you the rest slowly. He wouldn’t go out of his way to hide anything from you, if it never came up on its own he wouldn’t really say unless you asked. When it’s all out in the open the two of you would tell each other everything on day to day life, staying in the loop.

P= Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Similar to when he gets jealous, it’ll take a while for him to get angry. He’s a happy person and it takes a lot to anger him. He never gets angry with you. Irritated or upset? Sure. But you both talk it out so it never escalates into full on fights. Communication is a huge factor in your relationship, and you're both incredibly patient with the other. If a fight ever does occur you give the other space and time to cool down so nothing drastic can happen.

Q= Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He would remember almost every little thing about, down to the T. He prides himself in remembering the small details. That weird obscure ice cream flavor you tried a long time ago and absolutely loved, he tracked down and has stocked up in the freezer for your off days.

R= Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He treasures all of the first moments together. When you had your first date, the first kiss, the first time you told him you loved him is a constant he replays in his head. He loves it all. 

S= Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Joaquin is incredibly protective of you. It took him almost a year when he finally introduced you to Sam and Bucky. With what he does as a living he doesn't want to take any chances with you, your safety is his top priority. You let him track you when he’s out on missions, keeping tabs, alerting you if there’s a potential threat heading your way. He’ll even ask Bucky to check in on you when he has to go dark. As for him, he likes having you there with him. Holding him and making his comfort food on his rough days. You’d ask Sam and Bucky to teach you a few things in case you ever needed to fight for Joaquin while he was unable to.

T= Try (How much effort do they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks, etc.?)

He puts his whole heart into everything for you, as you do for him. He would prefer to keep things casual when it comes to dates, not wanting to do anything out of your comfort zone. He’d put immense thought into the gifts he gives you, he always finds a way to make you beam with joy. He’d always find a way to spoil you rotten.

U= Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

His bad habits are that he's self-sacrificing and prioritizes your happiness over his. Both are common traits in most heroes. You’ve brought this up to him, voicing your concerns and fears and had him promise that he would work on them. He’d also be a little forgetful when it came to groceries. That one item you’ve been needing for weeks, yup he forgot it again after his fourth run back to the store.

V= Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He’s not too concerned with his looks, especially when you tell him he looks amazing every morning. He’s had to look like many things while doing undercover work so the need to always look his best wasn’t ever a concern of his. Although, on very special occasions he does his best to tidy up and look jaw-dropping for you.

W= Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

The man is always hanging off of you, he feels incomplete when you’ve been apart for even ten minutes. Times when he has to spend days to weeks on end without you are brutal. You’ve become the second half of his soul, the light of his life, his joy, he feels incomplete without you if you don’t talk at all in the day.

X= Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

On days that are rough he loves to slow dance with you. Music playing lightly in the background, the two of you are swaying together, heads resting on top of each other, eyes closed, soaking in your presence in a close embrace.

Y= Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He doesn’t like power hungry people, especially those who don’t care what they do to other people as long as they get what they want. Anyone who betrays and breaks his trust is automatically scratched off in his books.

Z= Zzz (What are some sleep habits of theirs?)

He has to have you in his arms as he dozes off. He sleeps like a bear, warm and doesn’t move often. When he’s had an exhausting day he’ll do those really loud dad snores. He wakes up easily if there's a noise or movement, will pull you in closer and place his face in your neck once he settles down again.

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[tom-whore-dleston]

Alma Bella

Pairing: Joaquin Torres x f. reader

Word Count: 1.3k

This fic contains: angst, fluff, implied smut, hurt/comfort, massages, crying, reader has low self esteem, Joaquin is a loving bf, unbeta’ed writing

Summary: Joaquin helps cheer you up after getting laid off.

Notes: This piece is for @the-slumberparty's Eight Types of Love challenge. In addition, this is a late request from the Spotify Wrapped 2023 challenge.

prompt: Philautia (love of the self) - Spa Day

request: Hello ❤️ For your event, can I choose <Beautiful Soul> by Jesse McCartney and Joaquin Torres? I was thinking a hurt/comfort/fluff fic? I don’t want to add too many ideas but if I can add, Soldier Joaquin x Teacher Reader? Thank you!!! - @blackbat05

You poked at the rice on your plate, watching the way each grain smashed under your spoon. If you weren’t careful, you could have snapped at any moment, aggressively smashing the salmon you spent the last hour preparing for your partner and then throwing it on the ground. So, you settled for meticulously squishing each item on your plate, until Joaquin’s voice pulled you out of your trance.

“Amor, is everything alright?”

When you finally glanced into his loving brown eyes, you sighed loudly, fighting back the tears burning your own eyes. You had been anxious to the point of throwing up over sharing the news to Joaquin. He had been working so hard for both of you, and you didn’t want to let him down. The logical side of you knew he would never be disappointed in you, yet the fear of any conflict with the man you loved scared you to your core. Yet, you needed to tell him before you were consumed by it.

“I’m so sorry, Joaquin,” you mumbled, staring back down at your barely eaten dinner.

“What? Why?”

“I got laid off,” you finally revealed. Your heart sank to your stomach as the words left your mouth, and you already felt the bile traveling to the back of your throat. “I should have seen it coming with the way the economy is now. Plus, schools are more focused on STEM classes than fine arts. You sipped on your glass of water before continuing. “I really thought I could make a difference with art. I thought I could inspire kids to create with their hands and get messy, but��forget it. My family was right about me becoming an artist. I’d never make it so I should be an art teacher for more stability. Well, look where that got me.” 

The tears that brewed in your eyes disappeared. Your heart was breaking into atomic pieces yet you couldn’t allow yourself to cry. What was the point of crying if the only thing to grieve was your hope of making a difference?

Joaquin stood from his chair and joined you on the opposite side of the dining table. He knelt down to hug you tightly against him. The moment he started rubbing your back and kissed the crown of your head, the water works began flooding over his white shirt. Your lover hushed you, but still allowed you to sob into his shoulder. 

“I am hurting with you, amor. But everything you said about yourself is not true. You can make a difference with your art. Maybe this just wasn’t the right time or moment to do that.”

You pulled away to meet his eyes again. They were still beautiful and brown, even behind your watery gaze.

“When will be the right time?” You sniffled, wiping the tears away with the back of your hands.

Joaquin looked down at the ground solemnly. “I wish I knew the answer to that. But I promise it’ll come. You just gotta light that passion again, amor.” A strong hand grabbed yours tenderly. “I know you still have fight in you. Even if you feel discouraged.” 

You pulled Joaquin into another hug warm enough to light that fire inside you. He always knew how to comfort you. You didn’t deserve this, especially after the way you talked so poorly of yourself. But, it was what you needed to crawl out of your hopeless state.

“I think I know another way to cheer you up,” Joaquin said, sweeping the hair out of your face.

“Please tell me we are getting massages!”

Joaquin’s eyes widened, a smile painting his face. “How do you manage to guess what I’m thinking so easily?”

You bit your lip. “Because you and I are connected by the soul.”

He stared down at your lips, releasing a faint chuckle before kissing your lips.

The next day, Joaquin drove you to the massage parlor in your town, holding your hand while he sang ballads of his affection to you. At each stop light, he would lift your hand to his lips before lightly pecking them before driving away. By the time you arrived at your destination, Joaquin spoke with the receptionist, reserving your massage time and paying the service. Before you could protest, he reminded you that this day was for you and you shouldn’t have to do so much as lift a finger. Normally, you would attempt to fight him back, but for now, you agreed to let him treat you.

The next 90 minutes were the most blissful ones you have experienced in a long while. The woman massaging you may have been way past 60 years old, but her hands were strong enough to knead out the weight you carried since getting laid off. Yet, her touch was still soft and gentle, a kind reminder that even amongst the roughness, you deserve sensitivity and love.

You peered over to Joaquin, who laid with his cheek on the table, facing you. He grinned with his eyelids half open as his taut muscles turned to putty. 

“How are you, mi amor?” 

As the little old woman squeezed a pressure point on your calf, you winced in pain and pleasure. Joaquin laughed at your response, sticking his head back down the cushioned hole of the table, succumbing to the classical music and warmth of the massager’s hands.

Once your massage was over, you and Joaquin moaned in elation, but still yearned for more of the comforting yet aggressive touch of the massagers. You both laid in silence, battling the urge to fall asleep on the tables. After what felt like eternity, you finally stood from the table, moving sluggishly to dress yourself. Joaquin sensed your movement, turning to admire your naked form. 

“Hey, you,” your boyfriend murmured in a seductive tone.

“Hey, to you, too.” You snickered, rolling your eyes when Joaquin just stared at you in awe. He rolled onto his side as you slid your underwear back on.

“Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?” He licked his lips as you bent over to pick up your sundress. A smirk was plastered on his face, and you already predicted where this would lead you. You decided to play dumb to test your hypothesis.

“I should say the same about you, handsome.” Your eyebrows suggested towards his semi hard length pointing in your direction. Then, you met him with sincerity and affection. “Thank you for this, amor. It really means a lot that you are taking this whole day to make me feel better after yesterday.”

“Anything for the woman I love. Don’t ever forget that you deserve the best and more.” You nodded before pressing your lips to his. Then, Joaquin added, “I take it that the massage helped relieve some of your stress?” 

“Oh, you have no idea, baby.”

“I think I do have an idea actually.” You faced him, fully dressed, as he finally managed to hop off the table. Your eyes steered away from his bare figure, warmth flooding your cheeks and chest. “Your pretty moans told me all I needed to know about how good you were feeling.”

You gulped, that sly smirk never leaving his face. “I felt really good, too. The thing is, I think they missed a spot. You and I both know you’re the only one to give me a real happy ending. Ain’t that right, amor?” By then, you choked on a gasp that almost came out as a whimper. 

“Joaquin, we can’t fuck here.”

“I know, I know.” He paused while putting on his jeans. “How about this? I drive us home, we get undressed again and I help you relax a little more and you help me get a happy ending.” 

You pretended to consider his proposition with your bottom lip tucked between your teeth. The day had just begun for you two and you were already looking forward to more of whatever special treatment he had in store for you.

“Well, you did want to treat me the whole day so let’s not waste anymore time.”

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hey babe, I'll make this oneshot request to you cause I know you can make this wait better than I'm sending you ❤️

Joaquín has a crush in reader and Sam always teasing him about it till one day he kinda get over Joaquín not doing anything and while they both walk pass reader in a hall Sam goes like "hey, Joaquín has a crush on you" Joaquín brushes and says "hola cómo estás" waving reader answers "mejor ahora que te veo" and it goes however you like from now on lol

@onlyhereforthefics ... I could not thank you enough for this request I have tried to make it a cute fluff with a hint of angst that Joaquin and the reader deserves! plus, Sam Wilson is the best matchmaker, who are we lying?!??! hope you like it :)

Hola cómo estás

Pairings - Joaquín Torres x Avenger!Reader (Ft. Wingman Sam Wilson)

Premise - When Sam Wilson gets tired of watching Joaquin dance around his feelings for Y/N, he steps in, saving the day.

Avengers Compound

Sam took a deep breath as he looked over at the scene.

Her hair fell on her face for the second time. As she wrote the report, she tucked her hair behind her ear, her eyebrows furrowed in concentration, and her notes and pens lay strewn across the table. And Joaquin stood in the hallway, gazing at her.

It has been four months of longing gazes, crashing into walls of the friend zone (that was virtually nonexistent at this point), sleepless nights, and hand-holding between you and Joaquin. And neither of you did anything about it.

Sam was getting frustrated. Because inevitably he was caught between the two of you.

"What are you doing?" he asks as he approaches him. Joaquin looks towards him and stands straight, “nothing, just… on my way to the lab.”

“The lab, what for?" he asked, knowing full well he was lying. “Uh… to meet… Yelena,” he said, brow furrowing because he himself couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth. “You want to meet Yelena. In the lab,” Sam asks with a straight face. “Yes.” “Just admit you were staring at Y/N” “No.”

“Hey, guys. What’s going on?” her voice traveled through the room as both of them turned towards her.

She was looking at the pair from her seat with a smile on her face. Joaquin couldn’t help but smile himself. Her smile was the most infectious thing ever, no one could escape it.

“Just catching up,” Sam places his arm around Joaquin’s shoulders, “talking about how we haven’t had a Movie Night since that dog movie.”

She and Joaquin both groan remembering the team’s reaction after watching “A Dog’s Purpose”. Everyone was bawling their eyes out by the end and Tony had put a ban on Movie Nights since then.

“Yeah that was a disaster," she grimaced. “Tell you what,” she playfully slaps Joaquin’s arm, “I was on my way to Tony’s lab, so I’ll convince him for a movie night if and only if we watch Clueless.” “What-” "Clueless." She stared at Sam, who was about to protest. “Okay. Fine.” he huffs out. “C’mon Sammy, I know you secretly love it.” she laughed and returned to collect her things.

Sam looks toward Joaquin to see him giving her the same dreamy look as before. He just knew the slap on Joaquin's shoulder by her was not as playful as it seemed.

And that was his final straw.

As she walked through the hallways towards the elevator, he shouted, “oh, and Y/N,” She turned, “yeah?”

“Joaquin has a crush on you.” He smiles and goes away.

Joaquin broke out of his trance hearing what he just said, “What?” He turned to look at Sam but he was already absent. “No, what?” he let out a nervous laugh looking at her and then behind him, "no, I- I don’t” “You don’t like me?” she says. “No, No I do. Everyone likes you. I- Sam-” he gives up and laces his fingers through his hair. She smiled at her shoes, desperately trying to hide a smile.

"Hola Y/N cómo estás" he shyly smirks.  <hi Y/N how are you?>

"mejor ahora que te veo" she says, smirking at him mischievously.  <better now that I see you>

That startled him. “Wh- what?”

"I'll save you a seat during the movie, okay?" she bites her lip mischievously and goes inside the elevator. As soon as the doors closed, he punched the air and laughed.

Looking over, Sam smiles at the scene, glad he won't be subjected to all the puppy love anymore.

He didn't know it was going to get worse once Y/N and Joaquin started dating.

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A/N - Thank you everyone for sticking with me till the end of this fic! if you liked it please let me know through the asks and the comments. Any and all requests, headcanons, and drabble requests about this AU is mostly welcome. Love y'all, Take Care!

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[make-me-imagine]

Home For Christmas

12 Days of Christmas: Day 4

Plot: You think this Christmas will be the second one in a row without Joaquin home. But, unbeknownst to you, he has a surprise up his sleeve.

Pairing: Joaquin Torres x Gn!reader

A/N: I did not specify which 'Falcon' the ornament was referencing, so you can choose lol.

Warnings: None!

Words: 1k

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You had a grin on your face as you walked around the house showing Joaquin the decorations you had put up.

"And, here are our stockings!" You said cheerfully as you panned the camera to the stockings hanging above the fireplace.

You and Joaquin had made them together a few years before. It had been your first Christmas together. And now, this would be your second Christmas in a row apart.

You heard him chuckle. "And what about the ornaments on the tree?"

Turning the camera to the tree in the corner, you walked closer. "I've only put on the lights and tinsel so far. The ornaments were always your favorite part, it feels weird putting them on alone."

"Well maybe when I get some time to call tomorrow, you can prop me up and I can watch."

You smiled as you turned the camera towards your face. "I was hoping you'd say that."

He grinned at you "Did you get the one I sent you?"

Walking over to the table, you flipped the camera. "Yes, I did." You spoke with amusement as you lifted the Falcon themed ornament he had sent you.

"Nice! I want that one right up front!"

"Yes Sir." You chuckled.

Hearing a muffled noise in the background, you saw Joaquin's face change before he looked back into the camera.

"I gotta go love."

You were certain the disappointment showed in your face, but you tried to smile.

"Alright."

"I will see you later okay? I love you."

"I love you too." You smiled more brightly this time. "Be careful, and text me when you can, okay?"

"You got it." He winked as he waved goodbye.

Waving in return, you saw the screen go black before the call ended. You sighed as you looked over at the tree, feeling your chest tighten a bit. It never felt right when he wasn't here, especially around the holidays. It had been nearly two months since you saw him last, you had both been so busy with work, which unfortunately kept you separate recently.

Setting your phone down, you walked around the house, the only sound you could hear was the padding of your feet on the tile. Recalling two years before, when you and Joaquin decorated the house, you felt a hint of melancholy wash over you.

The whole house had smelled like cookies, as Christmas music played over the speakers. You and Joaquin danced around together, as you decorated. Fighting playfully over which decorations went on the tree that year, before you decided to put all of them. Remembering how crowded and ridiculous the tree looked, you smiled.

After setting out a few more decorations, and cleaning up the kitchen, you headed up the stairs to take a shower. You tried to distract your thoughts with the final few Christmas present you still had to buy.

One decently long shower later, you got dressed, and walked out of the bathroom. You only made it a few steps before you stopped, your heart picking up pace as you felt your senses go into overdrive.

The soft sound of Christmas music could be heard from downstairs. Looking at your phone, you checked to see if you had connected to the speakers. Seeing this was not the case, you slowly and quietly walked towards the stairs.

Peering down the stairway, you could hear the music better, and you heard the sound of soft footsteps near the kitchen. Your heart began pounding in your chest as you quietly made our way down the steps, trying not to make a sound.

Did a family member stop by? A friend? Or was this worse? Your hands were clenched as you tried to remain calm, but prepared.

As you made your way onto the floor, you reached over and pulled an umbrella from the stand by the front door. Stepping around the corner, your whole body jolted as you saw someone standing in the kitchen.

The person stood upright out of surprise as you rounded the corner.

Your heart seemed to jump through your chest at the sight, as emotion welled through you quickly.

"Joaquin?" Your voice was a shrill whisper.

Joaquin's eyes darted from the umbrella in your hand to your face as he grinned "Did I scare you?"

"Did yo- Joaquin!" You threw the umbrella to the ground as you ran over to him.

He rounded the counter quickly as he scooped you into his arms, lifting you off the ground momentarily.

"What are you doing here!?" You voice was heavy with emotion as you wrapped your arms tightly around his neck.

His familiar scent washed over you and you felt tears well in your eyes. You shut them tightly as you heard him chuckle.

"I wanted to surprise you. There was no way I was gonna let you spend two Christmas's in a row without me."

As you let go of each other, you looked into his face and smiled before you softly smacked his shoulder.

"You know I hate being caught by surprise."

He grinned "Even by me?"

You smiled and shook your head as you tugged his collar, pulling him into another hug "You're the exception"

He hugged you tightly before pulling away to press a kiss to your cheek. You gently cupped his face, before you kissed, your chest heavy with emotion and excitement.

When you pulled way he spoke softly in a sing song voice "I got you."

You rolled your eyes lightly "Yes, you did. Where were you when we were talking earlier?"

"Airport." He said with a cheeky smile.

"So you're home for Christmas?" You asked, your voice hopeful.

He nodded "And a bit longer, I got a pretty decent leave. By the time I have to go, you'll be ready to get rid of me."

You shook your head "That would never happen."

He smiled as he pulled you into another quick kiss.

"Now, how about we turn up the Christmas music, make some hot cocoa, and decorate the tree huh?"

A grin spread across your face as you nodded. You let out a startled laugh as Joaquin suddenly scooped you up into his arms and began carrying you into the next room. You held tightly onto him, as joy washed over you.

This was a Christmas you'd never forget.

xx End xx

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